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In less than a week, we'll pack up and head back to Cincinnati for a brief time.

We've made plans with our families, and a few of our close friends. The schedule will be busy, but we are looking forward to reconnecting to the place we have called home for most of our lives.

In the first few weeks after we moved to Nicaragua, I reprimanded myself for referring to Ohio as home. In some ways I felt that it represented a disloyalty to where I now live. Somehow that phrase made the move feel more like a trip, and less like a long term decision. And yet, the people who have loved us most are there, counting down the days until they can welcome us with open arms.

But we live here now in a place where seasons change discreetly. If I didn't have a calendar I might never know the page has turned to December. The temperatures are still hitting ninety, but the last few days have relieved us with the kindest kind of breeze. I smile at the poinsettias blooming near the walkway ou…